In a near future ravaged by global weather changes and the imminent demise of the human race, a cybernetics entrepreneur invents a boy robot programmed to love people unconditionally.

Destined to be the most curious film of the year, Steven Spielberg’s A.I.: Artificial Intelligence is audacious and disturbing enough to deserve its pedigree as an unfinished Stanley Kubrick project, and just aimless enough to miss its goals by about a mile. It begins as a brilliantly executed conceit: Spielberg, wunderkind of seventies blockbuster cinema, is doing a fine job of finishing the last big project by Kubrick, enfant terrible of the sixties. Then it all turns to narrative muck halfway through, a clogged thicket of intentions that no one found a means to clear away before the cameras rolled. (more…)